
A life dedicated to the fight,
Against the foe that takes our light,
Cancer's grasp, so cold and tight,
Took my love, my heart's delight.
I held his hand, so weak and pale,
Remembering laughter, love's sweet gale,
Promises made, a cure to hail,
But fate had other plans, a final fail.
His eyes, once bright, grew dim and grey,
His voice, a whisper, faded away,
My tears, a river, flowed like rain,
As I begged fate, "Please, just a little more time to stay".
His final breath, a smile so wide,
"I'm proud of you", his love did reside,
In my heart, a piece forever torn,
My world, a darkness, forever forlorn.
I weep, a sorrow, without reprieve,
For the love we had, the life we'd conceive,
Though I saved many, I couldn't save one,
My heart, forever broken, my love, forever gone.
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